Category: Daily Haiku

Skipping stones into
The Patagonian wind,
It throws them right back

Blast from the Past:

Here as always
Skipping stones beyond
The edge of the world

May you ascend
One beat after the other
Into your beauty

Blast from the Past:

As the world now comes
Into existence, may you
Find tranquility

I can now let sleep
Overtake my weary eyes
Z z z z z

Blast from the Past:

May sleep’s sweet release
Free you from all the swings of
Longing and desire

Our collapse won’t give
Us the dignity of a
Violin to play

Blast from the Past:

Are we flying, or
Simply falling more slowly,
Prolonging our crash?

The sun of freedom
Only radiates more brightly
When forced into a dark chamber

Blast from the past:

No more politics
To dilate our eyes as we
Look upon the world

Anticipation
Irresistibility
Exhilaration

Blast from the Past:

The roving wind
Patterned air pushing more air
To a new cycle

Standing there, luring
Despair astray, erasing
Expanses of hope

Blast from the past:

In the darkest night
The lonely moon still shines.
Hope for dark days ahead

Bored in a meeting,
Scribbling down a haiku,
But no one can see.

Blast from the Past:

Sitting with your work
Wondering who will read it
Utter loneliness

I wander through these
Fugitive worlds. My face my
Only companion.

Blast from the past:

Hunger for beyond
Do not choose this illusion
Freedom is the key

Brief introduction
To your friendly neighborhood
Totalitarianism

Blast from the past:

Young lad standing proud
Once the pride of our nation
Slouched into nothing